I started to involute in my mother's womb

Wang Juan was shocked.

He never thought that there would be such a brain-replenishing guy in the world.

He clearly just didn't want everyone to cultivate less, so he asked Tang Yun to spread the decadent atmosphere.

But this guy called Bai Jun was stunned to make up his behavior in order to change the atmosphere of the sect and the spirit of his disciples.

Seeing everyone's shocked, surprised, and grateful gazes, Wang Juan sighed helplessly, "It was actually discovered." In

order not to be punished, he could only accept the brain supplement of the White Army.

To be honest, it was the first time he liked a man so much.

Hearing Wang Juan's answer, a look of relief appeared on the faces of the sect master and the elders.

I see, it turns out that this is the purpose of the small roll, and I almost misunderstood that he was the black sheep, what a shame.

Bai Jun had a smile on his face, as if to say: I didn't expect it, I saw through it.

Spy Tang Yun was stunned.

Could it be that changing the atmosphere and spirit of the Shenyu Sect is the true purpose

of Wang Juan? Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

Wang Juan is only five years old, how could he think of so many things

? If everyone is optimistic about Wang Juan, then how can he Tang Yun carry out the work of sowing discord and then digging the foot of the wall?

He said with doubts, " Brother Bai, are you thinking too much, Senior Brother Wang Juan is only five years old, and he has only been in the Shenyu Sect for a short time, can he think of so much?"

Actually, Sect Master Chen Feng and the elders were also wondering about this, how could Wang Juan think of so many things at the age of five.

However, in their hearts, they were willing to accept the speculation of the White Army.

Bai Jun looked at Tang Yun dissatisfied, "What's wrong with being five years old? Can't you do great things at the age

of five?"

"Although Senior Brother Wang Juan is only five years old, Senior Brother Wang Juan's mother, Senior Sister Wang Bingxian, has lived in the sect for a long time, and Senior Brother Wang Juan can naturally learn about these things from his mother. The

high-level nodded, indeed, Wang Juan's mother had lived in the sect for several years before, and it was normal to know about the affairs of the sect.

"In addition, my inference is also based on another recent rumor, which recently said that the junior brother mocked our sect disciples for not cultivating hard enough.

"It's because of this rumor that many disciples feel humiliated and work hard, think about it carefully, why does the little senior brother not work hard enough while spreading dangerous thoughts outside, and what

is this for?" "This is clearly an effort to change the thinking of the disciples of the sect! Is this still thinking too much?"

Wang Juan: "......

". Tang Yun received 10,000 critical hits in his heart.

Originally...... It turned out that his behavior of spreading negative thoughts had always been helping the Shenyu Sect.

Obviously, Tang Yun was persuaded by the white army.

Many of the elders nodded and accepted the statement.

Elder Tang Wen touched his beard and said wistfully: "However, now everyone is very decadent and in no mood to cultivate, and they can cultivate for eight or nine hours a day at most, so it can't go on like this." Wang

Juan couldn't wait to kick this old man's head away, seven or eight hours a day is more than ten hours, this is not enough?

Tang Yun heard this, and his painful heart suddenly calmed down.

Yes, no matter what Wang Juan's purpose is, but after all, the disciples of the Shenyu Sect are too weak to bear it, and now everyone is very decadent, and Wang Juan's purpose has not been realized.

Bai Jun smiled at this time, "Elder Tang, this is all a trivial matter, you don't understand the disciples of our Divine Feather Sect, please ask Elder Tang to arrange a simple sound transmission array, which can spread throughout the entire sect." "

What are you going to do?" Tang Wen raised his finger and waved it slightly, and strands of golden lines appeared in the air, forming mysterious runes.

The simple formation of the sound array is a casual thing for him.

In just one breath, a sound transmission array was completed, Tang Wen gently pushed, and the formation fell around the white army.

"The elders are optimistic, and the next thing is to witness the moment of the little brother's dedication.

Bai Jun injected the aura into the sound transmission array, and said loudly: "Senior brothers and sisters, junior brothers and sisters.

His voice echoed throughout the sect through the sound array.

Whether it was cultivating, eating, or drinking decadently, the disciples all raised their heads.

"Are you confused now? Are you afraid of the future? Yes, I am also afraid, afraid that I will be killed in the future, afraid that my body will be eaten by monsters, afraid that I will die in an unknown corner, and no one will collect the body.

Perhaps, some people say that no matter how hard we try, we can't catch up with those who are in good condition, and it is useless to work hard.

"But I want to tell you that this kind of thinking is wrong, we don't want to go beyond those people, but want to improve our own destiny and improve the lives of the people around us through hard work!"

"Recently, the decadent wind has prevailed in the sect, and I am very disappointed, because of this thing, you have just lost your fighting spirit? This is still a monk? This is still a retrograde person who competes with the sky?"

"If you give up because of this setback, then go home and farm now, cultivation is not for you, but I know that you are just decadent for a while, not really not working hard. "

The decadence has lasted for a long time, and there is still a long way to go, please ignite your fighting spirit, move forward in loneliness, rise in loneliness, my generation of monks, compete with the sky, and strive for self-improvement!"

Bai Jun finally roared out, his voice echoed above the Divine Feather Sect, perhaps, these words are not so exciting, perhaps, these truths are very simple.

However, this is exactly what the disciples of the Divine Feather Sect need now.

A man who was drinking under the tree raised the wine glass in his hand, "My generation of monks, compete with the heavens, and strive for self-improvement!" A person who was cultivating in the cultivation ground raised the sword in his hand, "My generation of monks, compete with the heavens, and strive for self-improvement!" A disciple who was eating in the cafeteria raised the chopsticks in his hand, "My generation of monks, compete with the heavens, and strive for

self-improvement!"

A high-spirited roar echoed in the sky of the Divine Feather Sect.

The sound pierced the thick clouds, allowing the glorious sun to shine on the earth.

The aura in the sect was surging wildly, and everyone was engaged in the struggle with higher enthusiasm.

Bai Jun heard everyone's roar, moved to tears, and continued to shout: "There are only twelve hours in a day, let's make full use of these twelve hours, and don't waste a moment!

The smile on Wang Juan's little face froze, and his liking for the white army was swept away.

It was not easy for everyone to put down their cultivation time, and this kid Bai Jun gave a speech, which rekindled everyone's enthusiasm.

Even more enthusiastic than before!

The elders felt the aura fluctuations above the sect, and they knew that everyone had started working hard again.

Sect Master Chen Feng stood up, walked over to Wang Juan, and rubbed his head, "I'm sorry Xiaojuan, I almost misunderstood you."

Wang Juan was about to cry.

He just wanted to get some sleep.

It was not easy to beat down the cultivation time, and if nothing else, there will definitely be no time to sleep next week.

Wang Juan angrily walked up to Bai Jun, who was in tears, and kicked him.

"Come on, come on, the White Army, come and fight. "